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tvseries-writings · 14 days ago

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I was so happy to see your most recent post Dangerous Addiction. It was such a good read. I wanted to ask if you could write a Maya x Carina x Reader story. Where station 19 responds to a pileup on the highway and Reader is in the middle of it. Maybe Maya has to call Carina at the scene to help refocus herself for the job she has to do. Carina meets them in the ER. I always love the way you write drama and angst. If you’re not feeling this, please ignore. Thank you!

Pileups

Maya x Carina x reader

TW: panic attacks, death (temporary), talking of death, injuries.

The day had started well, indeed. You had snuggled into Carina's arms while you were still in bed and then the Italian had given you one of the best morning orgasms of your life before the alarm clock rang for the second and third time, the moment when you had decided to get out of bed with the unspoken promise to continue what you had started that evening.

Maya was on duty, until nine o'clock if all went smoothly, so you had limited yourself to a simple good morning message and then, after greeting Carina with a kiss, you had taken the car keys and started driving to the Police station. Then, you had glanced briefly in the rearview mirror, checking whether or not you had taken your Detective badge.

You hadn't noticed right away...your foot had taken a few seconds too long to slam on the brakes, and in an instant, you'd been crushed between two cars; you'd heard a roar, a sharp pain, airbags deploying, and then...just darkness.

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Maya Bishop had almost finished her shift; it was 8:55 a.m. and she couldn't wait to get home and hole up in the blankets. And then, the alarm at Station 19 had started sounding and her dream of getting home on time had vanished into thin air.

"We have a pileup on the highway, at least six injured. A truck cut off six cars and there was a pileup and chain reaction."

Vic reports to the blonde and The lieutenant nods, quickly slipping into her coveralls, as she had been taught in training, and entering the fire truck.

Maya bites her lower lip, feeling that something is wrong and not understanding what it is. Her stomach tightens as the truck approaches the crash site. The police have already diverted traffic elsewhere when the blond lieutenant sets foot on Highway 71.

Her gaze lingers on the road and the sign pointing to the police station a few miles away, and that clench in her stomach intensifies. Anxiously, her gaze darts over the cars, searching and praying at the same time that your first black car of 2018 is not among them but his prayers are useless.  

"Andy...Andy that's y/n's car, that's y/n's car!"

Maya begins to run, ignoring the screams of her captain and best friend as her feet dart across the asphalt. "Maya, Maya wait! Lieutenant Bishop!"

Maya's breath is labored as she finally gets to the passenger door, leans out, prays not to see your body but once again, her prayers are not heard. "Y/N! Love, love open your eyes, love open your eyes!"

Her breathing quickens, her chest rises and falls rapidly; she is on the verge of a panic attack but cannot afford it now.

She opens the door, her fingers frantically searching for your pulse, pushing on your carotid artery as her eyes scan your body for any injuries.

"Maya, leave it to us. Leave it to us, call Carina, take care of the other wounded. We'll take care of her."

Andy touches her back and caresses her, tries to pull her away but can't.

"Maya--" "No! No, she--she has to wake up, I have to be with her, she--love, wake up. Come on..."

The steady nerves that characterized the lieutenant seem to disappear, Maya cannot concentrate, her gaze is fixed on you and all she can do is think about the fact that you are not waking up, that your pulse is irregular, that the cut on your forehead is bleeding profusely, and -- "Maya! Maya, we need to take her to the hospital and you need to call Carina. Maya, can you hear me?"

Andy shakes her by the shoulders. She hasn't even noticed that the others have dragged her out of the car and are tending to you and the other injured. She watches Vic extract you from the car and Travis lay you down on the stretcher before checking your parameters.

"Probable head injury, possible lung collapse, weak pulse and falling blood pressure. We need to get her to Grey's Sloan now."

"Bishop!" Andy shakes the blonde hard, so hard that she finally manages to shake her out of her shock. "Go with her to the hospital, we'll take it from here. Maya, call Carina. Now."

Andy pushes the phone to her chest and has her sit inside the ambulance with Vic taking care of you. With one hand he squeezes yours while with the other, he shakily dials his wife's number.

"Bella, did you get home? I left your breakfast on the kitchen counter, there's the pistachio croissant you love so much. I heard there was a pileup on the highway involving multiple cars, they're bringing the injured here now, so far there are no casualties from what I've been told. You-"

"Car...Carina" Maya interrupts her, her voice trembling as she tells one of the loves of her life what she never wanted to say, "it's highway 71, I've just been to the accident scene. Y/n was driving one of the six cars that were involved. W-we're in the ambulance right now, she hasn't regained consciousness yet, she-" the firefighter's voice cracks, tears line her cheeks as she watches your parameters on the monitor. Vic moves frantically around your body lying on the stretcher, talking but Maya can't really take in what her colleague is saying. "May...Maya, are you okay?"

"Head trauma, possible puncture of a lung due to crushing. Her blood pressure is dropping and-" the blonde's breath is little more than a gasp and is so worrisome that Vic turns to look at her. "Amore, love you need to breathe okay? She needs you right now, soon you will get here and I will come to you but until then you have to breathe May. Do you understand, love?"

Carina is terrified, you can hear it in her tone of voice but Maya is too distracted by her ongoing panic attack to realize it. "Y-yes, I-it's d-difficult Car, she's so-"

A sob shakes her chest. Her hand grips yours too tightly. Carina says something but the words are muffled, distant.

The ambulance speeds across the tarmac but not fast enough. Your heart slows again. A moment later, the monitor beeps continuously.

Flatline.

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"Maya,...Bella."

Carina runs to you as you are dragged inside the emergency room, lying on the gurney. Teddy Altman and Amelia Shepard are at her side as they check your vitals and have Vic and Travis explain what happened. "Her heart stopped Car, she has a collapsed lung and-and-and-" "May...Maya's breathing. It's okay. It's okay, she'll be okay love. I promise you, she'll be fine."

The blonde grits her teeth, nods, but tears continue to roll down her cheeks.

Carina holds her wife in her arms and hopes, prays that she can keep that promise. The Italian looks at the neurosurgeon, hoping to catch a glimpse of some trace of hope in Amelia, but what she sees sinks her heart further.

"Maya, Carina, we're taking her to the operating room. I will send Schmitt to alert you on how the surgery is going." "Amelia, I want to watch, I-" "Carina, you know it's against protocol and I don't think it's a good idea." Teddy speaks firmly, letting the stethoscope slide back to his neck.

Carina is about to retort but Maya gasps in her arms and the Italian pulls her close. The fireman is shaking and Carina cannot even imagine what is going through the blonde's head; her heart had stopped when she had received Maya's call and imagining you in that car had been enough to send her into a panic attack that she had had to suppress just to help Maya cope and get you to Grey's Sloan.

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The steady beeping of the heart rate monitor brings you back to reality. Your head throbs and you groan softly.

Without meaning to, you wake both your wives. Carina has her head resting on your lap, her back curved in a position that must be anything but pleasant as Maya squeezes your hand tightly, watching you and unwilling to take her eyes off you for fear of seeing yours closed again.

Your head throbbing painfully, you raise your hand to graze the bandage around your head but thin, cold fingers won't let you.

"Bella, don't touch it, you have a pretty bad cut on your forehead and you had to have five stitches." "It won't leave a scar, will it?" Carina smiles, shaking her head, "no Bella, nothing will be left."

In the corner of your eyes you notice Maya avoiding your gaze and her white knuckles, given the strength with which she is clutching the fall barrier of your hospital bed. "Maya-" "I was scared, y/n. I've never been so scared in all my life, I-damn it, I thought you were dead, in fact, you died, you died for forty interminable seconds and had a collapsed a lung and-"

Maya suddenly breaks off, her voice breaking in her throat as a choked sob shakes her shoulders. Carina holds out a hand to her, but the blonde does not move. She just stands there, motionless, her glossy eyes scrutinizing you as if she is afraid you might disappear at any moment. "Maya, love, I'm fine, I'm fine, look at me...I'm here."

You ignore the pain and the protesting cry of your Italian wife and reach out toward the blonde. Your foreheads touch and you bring your hand to her cheek, stroking her cheekbones with your thumb. At your gesture, the breath she was holding promptly turns into a sob and another as her arms wrap around you tightly, trying, however, not to cause you pain.

Her breath is uneven against your neck, warm and trembling, as her fingers tighten in the fabric of your hospital gown. She holds you close as if her life depended on it.

Carina joins the embrace; her face hides in your hair for a few moments, the fear of not smelling you again still grips her stomach but the physical contact helps her to calm down a little and release the tension she has built up so far.

"It's okay Car, you did good, you were strong for all of us. I'm proud of you, honey."

You kiss her temple and squeeze both of them a little tighter, ignoring the dull ache in your chest as you settle more comfortably on the crib - not that you can be comfortable, three of you, on one of those infernal beds.

Carina exhales noisily, breaking away from your neck to look briefly into your eyes.

"You gave us quite a scare Bella"

"I don't think I'm going to let you drive a car for quite a while"

"I don't know if I want to drive it, May, take it easy and I'm sorry but it wasn't my intention to end up in the middle of a pileup."

You notice their looks and regret your choice of words a little.

"Too soon?"

"Definitely yes, idiot."

You laugh softly, barely wincing as one feels a twinge in her head. "You need to rest y/n, doctor's orders."

Carina leans toward you again, leaving a kiss on your lips before getting out of bed.

"I'm going to call Amelia and tell her you're awake, do you want some coffee or go to the bathroom maybe? We've been here for a few hours and-"

You are well aware that that tempting request is not addressed to you but you know, hope springs eternal.

"Yes my love, thank you."

Carina gives you a dirty look and then, looks at your wife waiting for an answer. Maya, however, seems to be unwilling to leave you alone, not even for a moment. You know your wife well enough to say that she is thinking about everything that could go wrong if she walked out that door, even if only for five very brief minutes.

"Maya, go with Car. I'm fine love, I swear. If I start feeling tired, I promise to hit the red button…you know I love doing that."

You smile, and your smile, along with your humor, melts the blonde. The firefighter gets up, gives you a quick kiss, and walks toward the door, hand in hand with Carina. "Take care..."

"Yes yes, I will be good. Scout's honor!"

And with a roll of her eyes, they both walk out the door of the room with smiles on their faces.

You watch them leave, exchanging jokes under their breath, and let go a little sigh. They drive you crazy sometimes but, after all, you give them a good dose of scares too.

Thank you for reading! Does it suck? Yes. Did I publish it anyway? Yes. Do I have other finished fanfiction that I don't know when I will publish? Yes. Anyway, this is my kofi link and if you have requests, send them in folks! Comment and and reblog, have a great day!

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